“Sí señor, cadavers…” he said, with dead eyes, puffing away on a cigar. The bodies were on the dusty earth, caked in dry blood, twisted towards eachother like sleeping lovers. “This is war, hombre.”
The toe bone’s connected to the foot bone, the foot bone’s connected to the shin bone, the shin bone’s connected to the knee bone……..we are all so very well connected – within our own self and with others. Otherwise we would be a heap of bones on the floor on our own!
i think about people coming together, plugging something in, an outlet, electricty a hug a group working together, keeping in touch, love and happiness, two things conjoined, working in tandem, over a long distance together, similar, the same, relating to eachother
i stay connected with my friends always. I am always connected on the network. The mobile is connected. The pc is connected. The wi-fi is connected. I am connected to my friends on the social networking sites.
The wires were connected by blood, congealing in the cool substance. The puddle that surrounded the wires was deep and glistened. Though it was cool, it was still wet and almost foreboding. Don’t look in the cabinet.
Being connected: facebook, twitter, anything. I’m just going to free flow and right as the directions say. Then again why follow directions? Why not write about anything I want, or perhaps the word connected is just meant to get someone to write. This is not a scam, and I’m writing what comes to mind right now. it’s pretty funny because I’ve been wanting to start writing random things and enjoy perceiving which makes no sense because I lost my train of thought and can’t think of the right word to use.
i feel very connected with a lot of people i know. it doesn’t necessarily have to be very real. i can have fake connections for selfish purposes as well. i know it’s not right of me to do that but hey, nobody’s judging. connected is also the world with really awesome technological stuff. i don’t know what else to write about connected.
mark thinks that it’s important to stay connected via internet, but I think staying connected means being involved with other people’s lives PERSONALLY. The internet ma
I’m not connected with these people. They are cold and distant. They speak another language. Gloria is my friend, but I don’t know her well. I don’t know how to tell her things. She’s far away.
I’ve been connected to the internet since the days of the dinosaurs. Not really, but it really seems like it. The first time I sat down at a computer was when I was in the first grade, six years old. I played math games like treasure math storm on this blue macintosh computer. It was the shit. Treasure math storm was the shit.
The glass wire protruding from the zelix unit sat on the floor of the bedcove. It shimmered slightly in the near darkness of the room and Sean walked over to it carefully. He reached down and grabbed it and it easily extended in length as he pulled it up. He felt with his other hand at the base of his neck and with sureness and ease attached the line with an almost magnetic click.
Verbunden…
wir alle sind mit einander verbunden
verbunden durch Blut
verbunden durch Gesinnung
verbunden durch den Glauben
verbunden durch ein großes Band
…eigentlich sind wir alle gleich
Connected.
People have always felt a big urge to feel connected. Why? Because, like many philosophers have said in history, the human race is nothing but a social being. Being connected with each others is one of the things that in my honest opinion we are all missing. We tend to separate each others in groups: nationalities, ethnicity, gender, etc. Why tend to separate each other into ‘us’ vs ‘them’. This has a heinous effect on our relationship with others. The importance of being connected is ubiquitous and can be seen in all parts of life. In conclusion, I believe we should strive for a more connected World, if we want to be happy in this Earth.
I feel connected to other people when i talk with them and also when i share an experience with them. Connections are all about creating a similarity between two humans no matter how inherently different they may seem. I think being connected and finding a commonality is so crucial to surviving as a human being.
We aren’t connected anymore, I feel it between my hands in that empty space where my thoughts live and breathe. There’s no you to look back to, or you to look forward to. We’re strangers now and it’s a post I’ll take because there’s no sense fighting it.
I feel like sometimes I’m not connected to anybody but myself or my family. Connection is a thing i feel goes deep to the root of my soul and I feel as if nobody is going to be able to connect to it. Why is that? Connection with a person is probably one of the things that I desire most in life. Why? Because it lets me know that I am not alone in this terrible world.
one on top of another
intermingled different colors
stack to make the greatest building I have ever witnessed;
the building came from pure imagination
untouched innocence
no physics or gravity
because dreams can come true
in the world of legos
i want to feel connected in this crazy intense beautiful inspiring muay thai community. its kinda tough when youre the new kid and a baby fish in a big fucking pond where everyone else seems to already love each other. confidence is hard. but i want it and hopefully it will happen. i admire these people so i want to be one of them.
constantly connected to those i love whether on this earth or up above love is the connection i live for the connection to my family and friends
and everything i love about life and the world
Connected is a decent word. It’s general meaning is that two or more things are bound together by something, be it a string, a bond, or some other outside force. Though a lot of people would like to think that being connected is all that life is about, I believe that being solitary can be relaxing, and give even more meaning to being connected when I am.
We are interconnected in an environment full of idiots. Why the idiots? The idiot is attached to the intelligent. The intelligent intertwined in a universe full of idiots. But together, they form a medium. There is an intermediate. We all fall under this category of the median. We are the sane. Born of the insane.
connected its a very interesting word. i could go all lion king on you you know “we are all connected in the circle of life” which is true we are all connected what we do even the simplest of actions can have an effect on some else.
You and I. Like wires going from one hear to another. Keeping the beat to which our blood pulses, perfectly in sync. Every day, become less of two. More as one.
I feel like I’m connected to people in many senses or ways… Facebook, BBM, it’s ridiculous how we feel the need of not being alone. That is the entire point of being connected.
That something that makes us something together while entirely different beings appart. Connected. It means not alone, it means we will always have something in each other, so we may die but a llittle bit will stay alive within each other
we are connected through the spirit and through the word and through the life. the trees sing, the birds sigh, the waves roar ceaselessly upon the shore and spit out their stories on the hissing sand. we all are connected to this one place, this birthplace of humanity, where mewing sound begin and death is not a place.
Connected is a lovely feeling. A lovely word might I add. It brings relief, love, and comfort to my heart. I don’t think you can hear the word without feeling safe.
I feel connected when I am in sync with the world around. Connection is what is takes to be an opera singer, engaging every part of your being to connect to a work or a piece of music. It is art to connect to what is around you and what will happen. I feel that connection is a great part of peace, and we will soon be at peace and connected.
What we all are. It’s ubiquitous, with the advent of social networking. Facebook ensures that everyone we know is only a few clicks away. Messages, pictures, videos. Status updates. Twitter too! In this modern society, we’re more connected than ever.
she was connected and I was connected but we weren’t connected. to each other, I mean.
two. care. ties that bound.
love. soul mates. strength.
best friends forever. further that forever.
how to feel connected?
We all have conversations. It doesn’t mean we all connect. Maybe there is something in that? Is it the judgments that get in the way of
“Sí señor, cadavers…” he said, with dead eyes, puffing away on a cigar. The bodies were on the dusty earth, caked in dry blood, twisted towards eachother like sleeping lovers. “This is war, hombre.”
but i don’t even understand what being connected is. because i don’t really feel much of anything lately.
The toe bone’s connected to the foot bone, the foot bone’s connected to the shin bone, the shin bone’s connected to the knee bone……..we are all so very well connected – within our own self and with others. Otherwise we would be a heap of bones on the floor on our own!
i think about people coming together, plugging something in, an outlet, electricty a hug a group working together, keeping in touch, love and happiness, two things conjoined, working in tandem, over a long distance together, similar, the same, relating to eachother
i stay connected with my friends always. I am always connected on the network. The mobile is connected. The pc is connected. The wi-fi is connected. I am connected to my friends on the social networking sites.
The wires were connected by blood, congealing in the cool substance. The puddle that surrounded the wires was deep and glistened. Though it was cool, it was still wet and almost foreboding. Don’t look in the cabinet.
this is how we feel when we are with someone we love
when we are linked
conjoined
inseparable
close
together
CONNECTED
Being connected: facebook, twitter, anything. I’m just going to free flow and right as the directions say. Then again why follow directions? Why not write about anything I want, or perhaps the word connected is just meant to get someone to write. This is not a scam, and I’m writing what comes to mind right now. it’s pretty funny because I’ve been wanting to start writing random things and enjoy perceiving which makes no sense because I lost my train of thought and can’t think of the right word to use.
I heard a sound in a far away place, the calm presence of life filled me, and at that moment, I was connected
i feel very connected with a lot of people i know. it doesn’t necessarily have to be very real. i can have fake connections for selfish purposes as well. i know it’s not right of me to do that but hey, nobody’s judging. connected is also the world with really awesome technological stuff. i don’t know what else to write about connected.
mark thinks that it’s important to stay connected via internet, but I think staying connected means being involved with other people’s lives PERSONALLY. The internet ma
the idea that the world is all connected has interested me for a long time. I find it very beautiful. But Facebook killed it.
relationships
friends
family
telephones are connected
i’m not connected
i’m hurt
i’m confused
why am i doing this again?
I’m not connected with these people. They are cold and distant. They speak another language. Gloria is my friend, but I don’t know her well. I don’t know how to tell her things. She’s far away.
I’ve been connected to the internet since the days of the dinosaurs. Not really, but it really seems like it. The first time I sat down at a computer was when I was in the first grade, six years old. I played math games like treasure math storm on this blue macintosh computer. It was the shit. Treasure math storm was the shit.
The glass wire protruding from the zelix unit sat on the floor of the bedcove. It shimmered slightly in the near darkness of the room and Sean walked over to it carefully. He reached down and grabbed it and it easily extended in length as he pulled it up. He felt with his other hand at the base of his neck and with sureness and ease attached the line with an almost magnetic click.
Verbunden…
wir alle sind mit einander verbunden
verbunden durch Blut
verbunden durch Gesinnung
verbunden durch den Glauben
verbunden durch ein großes Band
…eigentlich sind wir alle gleich
Connected.
People have always felt a big urge to feel connected. Why? Because, like many philosophers have said in history, the human race is nothing but a social being. Being connected with each others is one of the things that in my honest opinion we are all missing. We tend to separate each others in groups: nationalities, ethnicity, gender, etc. Why tend to separate each other into ‘us’ vs ‘them’. This has a heinous effect on our relationship with others. The importance of being connected is ubiquitous and can be seen in all parts of life. In conclusion, I believe we should strive for a more connected World, if we want to be happy in this Earth.
I feel connected to other people when i talk with them and also when i share an experience with them. Connections are all about creating a similarity between two humans no matter how inherently different they may seem. I think being connected and finding a commonality is so crucial to surviving as a human being.
We aren’t connected anymore, I feel it between my hands in that empty space where my thoughts live and breathe. There’s no you to look back to, or you to look forward to. We’re strangers now and it’s a post I’ll take because there’s no sense fighting it.
I feel like sometimes I’m not connected to anybody but myself or my family. Connection is a thing i feel goes deep to the root of my soul and I feel as if nobody is going to be able to connect to it. Why is that? Connection with a person is probably one of the things that I desire most in life. Why? Because it lets me know that I am not alone in this terrible world.
Intertwined between bushes,
The lovers meet one
And the other
In intercourse intertwined
Their ones becoming
One.
one on top of another
intermingled different colors
stack to make the greatest building I have ever witnessed;
the building came from pure imagination
untouched innocence
no physics or gravity
because dreams can come true
in the world of legos
i want to feel connected in this crazy intense beautiful inspiring muay thai community. its kinda tough when youre the new kid and a baby fish in a big fucking pond where everyone else seems to already love each other. confidence is hard. but i want it and hopefully it will happen. i admire these people so i want to be one of them.
constantly connected to those i love whether on this earth or up above love is the connection i live for the connection to my family and friends
and everything i love about life and the world
Connected is a decent word. It’s general meaning is that two or more things are bound together by something, be it a string, a bond, or some other outside force. Though a lot of people would like to think that being connected is all that life is about, I believe that being solitary can be relaxing, and give even more meaning to being connected when I am.
We are interconnected in an environment full of idiots. Why the idiots? The idiot is attached to the intelligent. The intelligent intertwined in a universe full of idiots. But together, they form a medium. There is an intermediate. We all fall under this category of the median. We are the sane. Born of the insane.
connected its a very interesting word. i could go all lion king on you you know “we are all connected in the circle of life” which is true we are all connected what we do even the simplest of actions can have an effect on some else.
You and I. Like wires going from one hear to another. Keeping the beat to which our blood pulses, perfectly in sync. Every day, become less of two. More as one.
I feel like I’m connected to people in many senses or ways… Facebook, BBM, it’s ridiculous how we feel the need of not being alone. That is the entire point of being connected.
That something that makes us something together while entirely different beings appart. Connected. It means not alone, it means we will always have something in each other, so we may die but a llittle bit will stay alive within each other
we are connected through the spirit and through the word and through the life. the trees sing, the birds sigh, the waves roar ceaselessly upon the shore and spit out their stories on the hissing sand. we all are connected to this one place, this birthplace of humanity, where mewing sound begin and death is not a place.
We are all connected, whether in time, genetics or friendship. The world does not revolve from money, but connectivity. Reach out and connect.
Connected is a lovely feeling. A lovely word might I add. It brings relief, love, and comfort to my heart. I don’t think you can hear the word without feeling safe.
i think of social networking when I think of being connected.Facebook Twitter all the usual suspects.
I feel connected when I am in sync with the world around. Connection is what is takes to be an opera singer, engaging every part of your being to connect to a work or a piece of music. It is art to connect to what is around you and what will happen. I feel that connection is a great part of peace, and we will soon be at peace and connected.
What we all are. It’s ubiquitous, with the advent of social networking. Facebook ensures that everyone we know is only a few clicks away. Messages, pictures, videos. Status updates. Twitter too! In this modern society, we’re more connected than ever.